Luther snorted, and his expression soured. “I don’t care if you’re a madman; your end will always be gruesome so long as you cross me…”

“You have nothing but your foul mouth to blame. If you didn’t say so much, things might have ended better for you. I would’ve given you a quick, painless death!”

Luther readied himself as his hands quickly moved.

Waves of darkness and light condensed in front of him.

image right at Jack. The pentagram formed of the powers of light and darkness constantly spun in the air. As it flew toward

was either fourth or fifth in

was too naive. He thought of others

discarding that

long as it

sake of their dignity. Jack was never afraid of

seal that slowly condensed in the

were formed in the air. With a wave, the swords

to hit where the dark energy was

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